This morning, I taught my regular Friday yoga class. I knew that today—the twenty-fifth anniversary of September 11—needed to be acknowledged. I wanted to create space for remembrance without entering politics or prescribing how anyone should feel. I did not anticipate just how potent, powerful, and cathartic the practice would become. Nearly every person in the room had tears or a mist in their eyes at some point. Many of us more than once. More than an hour after class ended, I was still...

August brought intensity, clearing, release and transformation. September invites us to slow down, integrate what shifted, and let reclaimed power become lived wisdom through love, trust and sacred practice.

Life will always move us—through change, challenge, celebration, uncertainty, and seasons we cannot control. The practice is not staying perfectly centered. It is learning how to consciously return to yourself, your breath, your values, and the life you are choosing to live.